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Owned by the Alphas 2: Claimed by the Alphas

Brax's fangs graze my skin before they sink into my thigh. I cry out, Kai's fangs burying in my breast while Derik pierces the flesh of my neck. I moan as their toxin keeps the storm raging, my body hot. "More," I breathe. Saved from her father's betrayal, Lorelai is happy to be back in her alphas' arms-and their beds. Three alphas means three times the pleasure, but also three times the risk. What happens if she isn't their fated mate? Thrust into a war she never wanted, Lorelai must fight for her baby, her family-and her alphas' hearts.
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Chapter 6

"Yeah, I'm okay. Is the portal?" I asked.

"It's holding."

"Just holding? Did something happen?"

"It tried to close when you passed out."

"Oh."

"Don't do it again, or I'm jumping in there and getting locked in there with you," Kai threatened, and I smiled. They were hot when they were protective.

"And you're hot when you're alive and breathing. Keep it that way. I like Brax; I don't want to have to kill him for letting you die," Kai warned, and I laughed.

Brax rolled his eyes. "We need to keep moving; we don't know where in these caves the beast is," he said, and I sobered, following him into the dark caves that looked unstable as hell.

Rubble and rocks weren't just on the bank; they made up the pathways of the caves.

It made moving through them a little slower than I wanted. At least the shadows were more alive than they had ever been inside me and Brax in our realm. His were constantly checking on me, soothing, caressing like normal, but it felt more intense than usual.

"I feel it too," Brax said, his voice echoing through the caves.

"I like it," I replied.

He grinned. "If only there was time to see how much we could feel here." He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively, and I laughed, clutching a piece of rock above my head and ducking as the cave lowered slightly before stretching out again.

"I have a better idea. Remember the game we played with my shadows? And I had to find you?" I asked, and he nodded, narrowing his eyes on the tunnels ahead of us.

"Yeah, want to try it to find the beast?" he guessed.

I nodded. "We may not know what it looks like or anything, but we project our shadows out, and it'll tell us when we're not alone," I said. Brax nodded, his shadows pouring from him. I let mine out too, and they were off, running like children through the caves.

They were almost giddy, like they were being let out to play, and it was kind of adorable. I missed being able to use them while I was pregnant. I had been relying so much on magic that it was kind of refreshing not to be able to.

My shadows moved fast, searching the tunnels, racing Brax's in a game they played together. I smiled at Brax, and he grabbed my hand, helping me over bigger rocks that blocked the path more than the rest. I could've done it myself, but I liked his touch too much to refuse the hand extended to me.

We came up on a wall of rock that took more time to move, and just as we cleared the path enough to squeeze through, there was an enormous roar through the caves. I shrunk back from it, the echoing throbbing in my eardrums as I covered my ears.

The cliffs shook, the caves threatening us with dropping rubble and rock, showering us in dust. I brushed myself off as my shadows raced back inside of me, urging me forward. I peered through the dust and followed the way my shadows led me.

They had found the beast.

Brax followed me too, his shadows back as he eyed the jagged, rough ceiling of the cave tunnels. They were holding, but neither of us knew how long for.

"We need to move faster. My shadows aren't liking us being in here this long," he whispered, and I nodded, trudging faster over the uneven path.

My shadows led my body and Brax where we needed to go. I was so glad I didn't have to do this on my own because my sense of direction was terrible. I would've been lost three turns ago.

"No, you wouldn't have, beautiful, because I've memorized every turn you've taken,"

Derik said, and his words warmed my freezing body. My damp clothes still stuck to me, but the way he made sure I was okay had me heating up.

"Why? I have Brax."

"You also tend to run off from us at the worst possible times. I am making sure you get out of there even if you get separated. Both of you," Derik said, and I licked my lips.

I wished I had spent those few extra moments this morning admiring that gorgeous body of his and appreciating the love he had for me.

I would make it up to him though, make it up to all of them. I had been a crazy bitch the last four days, and that wasn't likely to change until I had Zale back, but maybe I could relent just a little and enjoy my alphas for the comfort they were to me.

"We know, Little Luna. You don't need to feel guilty, but if you want to make it up to me in the form of more time on my cock, then I'm all for it," Kai chuckled down the link, and I laughed.

I covered my mouth as the beast let out another roar, its anger turning to a whimper as we drew closer.

"We're almost there," I whispered to Brax.

"Careful, Spitfire, it senses us," he warned and moved in closer to me, his hand hovering over my lower back.

"I can sense it too," I said, my shadows writhing beneath my skin, but they didn't feel scared, more urgent. I was trying to understand them the same way Brax did, but they were too worked up.

We turned a corner, and the dark opening to a wall of rocks and debris covered a mountain of a man. If it was a man. It had skin, but it was scarred and stretched with tattoos covering it. But they weren't territory tattoos like my alphas; these ones looked magical, like they were runes or something.

"They locked Adrenna's lover in that body," Brax whispered, and the beast snarled, shaking and moving, trying to get out, but the cave shook with every move he made.

I stumbled into Brax, and he caught me. I steadied myself against him, then moved toward the beast. His eyes snapped to me between the rocks of his cage, and they looked...sad.

I frowned, the black eyes so intimidating but so deep. A scar ran down one eye, right through the cheek, and his face was distorted. His skin was lightly furred too.

His hands almost paws, claws out, his teeth gnashing angrily as I stepped closer.

"He was human once?"

"According to Tabitha, whatever her word means to you." Brax shrugged, and he knew it meant a whole damn lot.

"We're going to get you out of here," I said to the beast. He gnashed his teeth angrily, thrashing more so more rocks pushed down on him. A boulder broke free and rolled down, almost taking me with it, but Brax swung me out of the way before it hit, and we toppled to the ground.

I landed with a thud on the ground as Brax did.

"Careful," he coughed, wincing as he stood up and helped me up, debris dust filling the air. I moved through it and back to the beast.

"We need you to stay still so we can get you out without being crushed," I said to him, not even sure if he could understand me. He eyed me, his head turning before he whined and shook a small amount. When he did, blood trickled down his thick veining neck.

"He's hurt. I don't know if he can die, but I really don't want that happening before he's killed Adrenna," I snapped, and at the mention of her name, he let out another roar that crossed into a howl. I covered my ears, hiding in Brax's arms as the entire cave roared with him.

It shook and thundered before releasing another load of rocks and obstructive boulders. The beast gnashed its teeth, gnarling, as it frothed. It was some kind of human-wolf crossover that went wrong. Like he was stuck mid-transition and couldn't get through either side of human or wolf. And the size of a dragon, that too. It made the idea of getting him out, ridiculously unlikely, but I had to try.

I ignored the debris that fell after the mini earthquake, ignored the small rocks that tore through my shirt, left scratches, and cut my skin. I didn't have time to wallow or worry about the magnitude of what we had to do; I just had to do it.

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